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Djali started to dream. Everything was not clear. Chaotic ideas come and leave. Shadows passing in front of his closed eyes.
In his mind he can hear voices, sounds too far. Some cannot be explained what they said, but some sounds familiar and said sentences: "He has broken memories", "He focused on bad things", "he forgot the love", "he was obssesed with the passion"... "remember who you were".

And then, a light appeared, and with it, a beautiful sky. In front of him big mountains draw the landscape. Somebody is laughing. "Is he when he was more younger?" Asked a voice, and another grim voice said "he is mixing memories and creating others. Looks like repressed desires".

Then, Djali himself appeared on scene. He was with another animal. "His figure is not very clear".- Exclaimed a serious voice. - "What can you see Djali?" - A far voice asked. "Who is him?"

"Is... somebody". - Djali said. - "I think is a friend of years... yes... is an old friend".

The scene continued. Djali is on the back of the figure. Is a horse, and they are playing, and Djali was the rider. He is screaming: "Faster, faster!". He is excited.

"W-H-O I-S H-I-M?" - asked the grim voice. - "remember... remember him". -  Exclaimed another voice, it sounded with hope

Djali tried and tried to see his face.

- I think I know who is him.- Djali replied to the silence, to the infinite, to the deepest of his head. - His name is... Ohh... Ahhh... Yes!

And then, the scene was completed. Now he can see clearly.

- "His name is Achilles!" -  Djali screamed.- "Yes, he is Achilles, how could I forgot him?"

The dream ended.

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